The Universe's Number One Healing Cub

Fifty Two

  Hearing Ningzi asking for a hug, Wagner even moved his butt to free up one hand.

  Marshal Tang En, who was confronting the rebels, had one child in his hand and another child on his feet. He was silent for a few seconds, but still picked up the fat child who wanted to be hugged.

  The little fat child made his feet a little numb.

  "Uncle Tang."

  The fat child who was picked up sat in Tang En's arms, his pair of black eyes showed seriousness, and his little baby voice seemed to be notifying: "You will stop feeling pain soon."

  After saying that, before Tang En could react, the fat child had already pressed against his forehead.

  In an instant.

  The little bud stretched out, and began to pull back the out-of-control mental power bit by bit. I don't know if it was an illusion, but the little child with his eyes closed felt that his little bud had grown a little.

  Even if his little bud mental power had been released, it was difficult for people to capture it.

  Except for Marshal Tang En who was being comforted by him, no one else could necessarily see what he was doing.

  Marshal Tang En's mental power level was too high. The little tender bud clenched his strength and stopped after working for a while.

  Just like this, Marshal Tang En felt the long-lost comfort.

  He had been tortured by the problem of losing control of mental power for too long. He thought that only death could end this pain. He was willing to die as long as his Wagner could grow up safely.

  But now, he has hope of survival.

  While the little bastard was treating Marshal Tang En's mental power, Huo Lin was not idle. He led the guards to attack North. In order to force Tang En to death, North did not bring too many people to approach.

  Half an hour.

  Huo Lin was still remembering this time and counting down in his mind. He had to hold on until Mance arrived here, and then let Mance start to clear the field.

  Time passed little by little.

  The little bastard hugged Tang En's neck, just like last time, tilted his head and fell asleep tiredly. After he fell asleep, his little tender bud also hesitated to go back to sleep.

  Tang En's mental power was mostly soothed, and this level of soothing was enough for him.

  "Go to sleep."

  He lowered his head and looked at the little cub in his arms.

  Wagner was still a little confused. He only saw Ningzi's head tilted and closed his eyes, but he didn't know what happened to Ningzi.

  Tang En put both cubs down.

  He took off his coat, put it on the bench in the corridor, and then put the fat cub with closed eyes on his clothes: "Wagner, take good care of Ningzi for Daddy."

  Wagner nodded heavily.

  Even if Daddy didn't say it, he would take good care of Ningzi!

  With Tang En's help, Huo Lin felt the pressure was instantly reduced. Although he was young, his attack power was not small. The mental power of S+ born is not a useless decoration.

  "Xizel, come here."

  Tang En was wearing a white shirt and a pair of long boots on his straight military pants. His originally slightly pale face regained its rosy color. When he saw the rebels, the coldness in his eyes was frightening.